my feet.” He flashes a quick smile. Emma had finished her drink when she looked at her watch. “It’s late. I need to go home.” “Oh, it is yes. I have my driver take you home. ” I would very much like to see you again, Emma.” “Yes, I would like that all so, Andre.” Andre picked up his phone and called to his driver. Within minutes, the driver appeared. “Until we meet again, Emma”. Andre said as he took Emma’s hand and kisses iT. The driver Tom opened the door and led Emma into the night. The dawn will be here soon and Andre had to get to his sleeping chambers. In reality, it was a coffin one that was very important to all vampires. On the head rest he had to place some dirt from his homeland. He almost loses all his control when he met Emma. When he first saw her he knows that she was special. When she had cut herself his control nearly snaps. It had been 150 years since He has tasted human blood. The need of it was almost like when he was turned. After he got a hold of himself he was able to wash the cut. He also could tell by Emma saw his eyes change on that he couldn’t control. He had to be in check with himself at all times when Emma was near. He walked up to his coffin and opened it and climbed in. He feels the effects of the dawn take over him. Even though he will be sleeping in his rest is not going to be a good one. His mind and thoughts will be on Emma. ** Emma thanks Tom for the ride home and walk up to her apartment. Her floor was on the fifth. She to the apartment attendant and asked her if she had any mail. He had it to her and went into the elector and pushed a button. Emma couldn’t get Andre of her mind. How he talked and his focus was on her only. The tender way he took care of the cut on her finger. Elector doors open and got out and walked to her door and opened it. Her apartment is not anything like she sees at Andre’s home. She decorated it homey and with bright colors. There was a guest room that she had one piece of fine art. She got soon after she just moved into town. The painting shows a beautiful young woman in a long flowing gown from the 1800. The dress was red with a blue sash and her long hair down her back. Her face looked sad like she was waiting for someone to come perhaps her lover. She was sitting in on a bench in a garden. On the side you see a gentleman looking at her. The artist who painted had his face blurry and you could see the gentleman. Emma was very drawn to this painting and even though it cost her more money than she had. She got it anyway. She realized that she was staring at it ago time. Breaking away, she went to her room and changed her clothes. Then she pulled back the sheets on her bed and climbed in. As she started to go sleep, she had a smile and saw Andre’s facee The alarm awoke up Emma and slowly she climbs out the bed. Today is a Friday and she needs to get the office. She had all she needs to start writing her story of Andre. She was glad that the weekend was going to be here soon. She would be able to sleep later and rewind down a bit. She went into the kitchen and made some coffee. While that was being made she went back to get dressed in her bedroom to put makeup on. She went back to the kitchen and pours some coffee and grabs her purse. With the keys in her hands, she went out the door. She stopped and said good morning to the doorman. Then she walked to her car and drive to the Blackwood Times office building. She walks into the building and then from a distance on a desk was a vase with a dozen of white roses. Boy someone is sure lucky this morning. She thought. Emma got closer to the desk she recognized it as her own. She happily sat down and opened the card came with the roses.
Dear Emma, Thank you for the most present interview here is some additional information you can use for your story. I would like to invite you to an art opening this Saturday. On the back of this card is my personal email that you can